399 forcibly passed!

How could the Jindan monks of Ziyanmen withstand the pressure of Lin Feng's Yuanying? They all turned pale and couldn't help stepping back. Even the leading middle-aged monks looked hesitant and didn't know if they should continue to stop Lin Feng.

"Humph!! Who dares to be against my Purple Flame Gate!!"

Just when these people were indecisive, a cold shout suddenly came from the distance on the right. At the same time, they saw a golden escape light and lightning. Seeing the people coming, several disciples of the Purple Flame Gate looked happy, and at the same time, they were relieved.

Almost as soon as he finished speaking, the man had already fallen between the two sides. He was a middle-aged man in a yellow robe, with a handful of goatee, and his face was a little gloomy. After landing, he looked at Lin Feng coldly.

"Master!!" Several disciples of Ziyanmen bowed and took two steps forward, standing respectfully behind him.

The Huangpao monk ignored the disciples behind him and looked at Lin Feng and said in a bad tone, "No matter who you are and what you are doing here for, I advise you to leave. Don't hinder me from doing things in the Purple Flame Gate, otherwise be careful not to get into trouble and ask for trouble!!"

The three-layer cultivation of Yuanying is the same as Lin Feng, but Lin Feng's expression did not fluctuate at all because of the arrival of the other party. He just thought about the situation in front of him. Obviously, if he wants to go to the Xuanbing Palace, it seems that he must pass the Purple Flame Gate, and he hopes to talk to them. It's probably impossible for them to let go...

Since it is not useful to reason, of course, there is no need to talk nonsense. Lin Feng glanced at the yellow robe monk with a blank face, as if he hadn't heard the other party's 'warning', and walked over.

Stepping out step by step, Lin Feng said lightly, "Who am I? What am I doing? Naturally, it's not your turn to take care of it. I want to go there. If I want to block the way... the back seat is conceited!!"

Seeing Lin Feng's attitude that he didn't pay attention to him at all, the yellow-robed monk looked stunned. When he heard what the other party said, he was immediately furious, and his eyes flashed. He said in a cold voice, "What an arrogant tone!! If you don't drink a toast, don't blame me for being rude!!"

With the sound of his voice, his breath suddenly soared. With a swing of his right sleeve robe, a spell has been formed, and several golden swords burst out. The two in the middle pointed straight to Lin Feng, and three 'pin' shapes sealed the left and right three retreats.

The first hand succeeded, and the yellow robe monk's eyes flashed with joy. His right hand withdrew, but he never stopped making a fingerprint again, ready to pursue when Lin Feng dodge or resisted.

However, what he didn't expect was that Lin Feng did not dodge or block it. He just let two golden swords hit him, and then... wore it!

"What?!" The monk in Huangpao was stunned and then shocked. When he realized that what he hit was just a phantom, an extremely dangerous breath had hit from the right side, close at hand!

He didn't find out how Lin Feng flashed to his side at all. When he wanted to retreat in horror, it was too late. Lin Feng's right palm seemed to be lightly imprinted on his chest.

"Bang!!" Poo!!!"

With a muffled sound, the yellow-robed monk flew out directly and sprayed blood all the way. It fell on the white snow and looked particularly dazzling. He flew out more than ten meters. After breaking two trees with thin thighs, he hit the ground and ploughed out a long gully before finally stopped.

"..." Several disciples of Ziyanmen were as dull as wooden chickens, and their brains could not react at all for a moment. They just stupidly watched Lin Feng pass by and dared not move.

Since the road was open, Lin Feng did not intend to kill him. He passed by the Huangpao monk who could not move, and his figure soon disappeared into the forest in front of him.

"Master!!" When Lin Feng disappeared, the Jindan monks woke up in horror, exclaimed in horror, and rushed to the yellow robe monks.

The first middle-aged monk was the most calm one. As he picked up the yellow-robed monk, he said in a trembling voice to the person beside him, "Quick! Send an emergency signal!!"

"Wo!!"

A purple light rose to the sky, and then exploded into a flame shadow in the air, which lasted for a long time...

............

......

Xuanbing Palace, in the council hall.

The elders of the sect gathered here again and whispered solemnly. When a majestic middle-aged man came out of the left passage, they stopped together.

Bai Honglin walked to the top and sat down, glanced at the people below, and said calmly, "What happened?"

The person below replied, "Master, a disciple just reported that someone in Ziyanmen sent a gathering signal. We are worried that they may have some big move, so please ask the patriarch to discuss countermeasures."

"Oh?" Bai Honglin frowned slightly and asked, "Where did their signal come from?"

Someone immediately replied, "Just south."

There is a humane: "I think they can't help attacking head-on! Lord, you can't stand it anymore! I suggest opening the protection array immediately and fighting with the Purple Flame Gate!"

There is another humane: "Don't be impulsive! How can the guard array be opened at will?! It's better to find out the exact situation first!"

"Quiet." Bai Honglin waved his hand, and the scene suddenly calmed down. He asked, "Only see the signal?" Did you send someone to explore it?

The old man with white beard in front of him on the left replied, "I have sent someone to go, and I should be back soon..."

As he spoke, he saw a young disciple come in quickly from the outside. Everyone thought he was here to report the results of the investigation, but they heard the disciple's report, "Master, someone outside is asking for a meeting."

"Hmm?!" Everyone was stunned and were surprised, because they knew that almost all the roads outside were blocked by the Purple Flame Gate. How could anyone come to this situation? Did you sneak in or break in? The quick-thinking person immediately thought of the Purple Flame Gate signal - does it have anything to do with the person coming?

Bai Honglin was also surprised and asked the reported disciple, "How many people are there? What identity?"

The disciple replied, "There is only one person who doesn't know him. He said that his name is... Lin Feng, who was ordered by his father to take custody."

"What?!"

Bai Honglin, who looked calm, changed his face at this time, and even subconsciously stood up directly and said excitedly, "Brother Lin's descendants?"

I don't know what he thought of. His eyes showed surprise and ordered, "Please invite him to the side hall immediately!" I'll be right here!!"

Yes! Zongzhu!!" The disciple answered respectfully and withdrew from the hall.

......

On the other side, Lin Feng was led to a temple, and a spiritual tea was immediately delivered. The disciples of Xuanbing Palace who led the way told him that the suzerain would come immediately.

Lin Feng was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the patriarch of Xuanbing Palace would come to pick him up in person. Sure enough, it didn't take long for him to see a middle-aged man in a white robe and a kind-faced man coming in and listen to the disciples outside the door salute. It was the patriarch of Xuanbing Palace.

Lin Feng got up quickly and bowed and said, "Lin Feng, the younger generation, have seen the Bai patriarch."

Bai Honglin's expression at this time and when facing others were simply like two people. The majestic atmosphere was almost faint, and there was a smile on the corners of his mouth. At the moment he saw Lin Feng, his obvious eyes flashed, as if he was a little surprised, and at the same time, he seemed to breathe a sigh of relief.

"Lin Xian's nephew doesn't have to be polite. Sit down quickly." Bai Honglin nodded slightly to Lin Feng, sat next to him without air, looked at him up and down, and sighed softly, "Sure enough, he is indeed the son of Brother Lin. He looks like a mold. He has three layers of Yuanying at a young age. Sure enough, the tiger father has no dog son, and the future is boundless!"

Before Lin Feng asked a question, Bai Honglin continued, "Lin Xian's nephew, where is your father now? Why didn't I come with you?"